The War Begins

Peach Country.

Inside a luxurious castle, Temari—the sister Gaara and Kankuro had longed for—was being brutally violated beneath Shiraishi Yoshijo.

Even while being humiliated, this woman still refused to submit to Shiraishi Yoshijo. He appreciated that pride, so he made sure to have his way with her every day.

Women were all like that. After going through countless women, Shiraishi Yoshijo had long since gained experience.

For a proud woman like Temari, his method was to first crush that pride. As for how, naturally, he came up with new ways every day to torment Temari's body and mind.

Once her pride was broken, he would give her a child, and she would more or less resign herself to her fate. They could just make do for the rest of their lives.

As for what Temari thought or whether she was happy, he did not care in the slightest. As long as he was happy, that was enough. Besides, he had so many women—how exhausting would it be if he had to make every one of them happy?

After finishing with Temari, Shiraishi Yoshijo lay on the bed to rest. Once the flush faded from Temari's face, she silently glared at that shameless beast.

Sensing the hatred in her eyes, Shiraishi Yoshijo chuckled. "Why make yourself suffer?"

With a wave of his hand, several maids immediately dragged Temari off the bed, tied her up with ropes, and suspended her in midair. Then they took out whips and began lashing her viciously.

Shiraishi Yoshijo yawned, squinting as he admired Temari's pained expression. This woman was tough—she gritted her teeth and refused to make a single sound.

After watching for a while, Shiraishi Yoshijo lost interest. He dressed and left the room, then went to the sitting room, poured himself a glass of